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angel(s) falling from Heaven.

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Ok, story time:

John, now in his thirties, goes back to his hometown to visit a special tree, the tree that brought him and Sherlock together as the dearest of childhood friends. Sherlock had always loved to play pretend with John and assumed the persona of a genius detective capable of solving any mystery. John eventually realizes, however, that this is not just a game. Sherlock begins to act strangely by the end of that summer, crying or throwing temper tantrums for no reason. When John asks him what is wrong, Sherlock makes up a story about an arch-nemesis, Moriarty, who is out to kill him. John soon realizes that Moriarty isn’t a person and that this is one mystery no one can solve.

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Note: Each image is a gif and should be animated. I noticed that some of them freeze on slower computers so if one of them is frozen, click here for the still-frame version of this post.

Man! I finally got this story out of my system! Lol. Sorry if some of the gifs are sloppy. I got really lazy towards the end. (Also, in case, it wasn’t obvious, “Moriarty” is Sherlock’s metaphor for some terminal hereditary disease that he knows will kill him.)

Also, I had originally intended for this to be a mock-trailer, set to the song, Somewhere only we know" by Keane.

Watson: Who said anything about husbands?
Sherlock: I did. Told Mike this morning that I must be a difficult man to find a husband for. Now here he is, just out to lunch with an old friend.

I re-watched Study in Pink, and I could not un-think this in my head.

I just noticed something about Watson’s famous outburst in A Study in Scarlet (and consequently, about my tumblr url):

"What ineffable twaddle!" I cried, slapping the magazine down on the table, “I never read such rubbish in my life.”

If we turn this exclamation into an acronym, it becomes the word…

WIT

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So Watson subconsciously admired Sherlock from the very beginning. Oh Doyle, you clever devil of a man!

On an unrelated note, I was surprised to find that my blog is result #2, after a definition of ‘twaddle’ when you search for “what ineffable twaddle” on google… I do not know if I should be proud or worried that I’ve bumped down all relevant information on A Study in Scarlet. Heh heh.

Sorry for the rubbish art! But yeah, felt like drawing a Sherlock angel after listening to Benedict voicing Angel Islington (damn that baritone).

In another world, this is how we met.

"Is this yours?"

"Yes, it’s for an experiment."

"An ex—"

"A social experiment."

"…"

"The name’s Sherlock Holmes. Address: 221b Baker Street. Come tonight at 7, not a minute late. Ta!"

[paperman]

"A cup of tea, Jawwwn? A nice, hot cup of tea with a lot of sssssssssugar?"


(I’m sure I’m not the only one going a bit crazy over the wait for season 3…)

Here. Have some Avengerlock!

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Ok so it’s been a looooooong while! I’m so sorry, guys, and thank you to all who are still following me (lol). So, here’s what I’ve been doing: job hunting, job hunting, eating, sleeping, and more …job hunting. (sigh)
But yus, I’m back! I won’t be posting as much as before but I’ll try to post at least once a month.
aaaaand… stay tuned for more Avengerlock! :> Is that still a thing? Was it ever a thing? Haha, well, whatever. I’m out of ideas and too brain dead from job hunting to care. First time in a long time that I’m idea-blocked.

(btw if anyone has requests or suggestions, feel free to drop me a note and maybe I’ll get inspired or something)

Here. Have some Avengerlock!

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Ok so it’s been a looooooong while! I’m so sorry, guys, and thank you to all who are still following me (lol). So, here’s what I’ve been doing: job hunting, job hunting, eating, sleeping, and more …job hunting. (sigh)

But yus, I’m back! I won’t be posting as much as before but I’ll try to post at least once a month.

aaaaand… stay tuned for more Avengerlock! :> Is that still a thing? Was it ever a thing? Haha, well, whatever. I’m out of ideas and too brain dead from job hunting to care. First time in a long time that I’m idea-blocked.

(btw if anyone has requests or suggestions, feel free to drop me a note and maybe I’ll get inspired or something)

"John," said Sherlock earnestly, "if I — if I’m not quite —" he stopped and tried again — "John, whatever happens, you will understand, won’t you?"

At the time, John had not realized the full import of those words.

Sherlock did not live to be 100.

But John would be haunted by the memories even when he was 99.

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AU: Where Sherlock and John meet as kids and become the best of friends, and Sherlock does not fake his Reichenbach death but actually sacrifices his life for John’s. Also, in this version, Sherlock’s a year older than John vs. Doyle’s version where John is 2 years older than Sherlock if I remember correctly (And for those of you who couldn’t tell, the quotes are from Winnie-the-Pooh, A. A. Milne’s original book version)

I’m just churning out so much crap art lately, aren’t I?

I should probably wait until I have the patience for decent art…

Ok I’ll stop now.

Colors - April Smith

I’ll wear your colors my dear 

Until you’re standing right here 

Next to the one who adores you 

Whose heart is beating for you 

Like a lighthouse guides

A shipwrecked sailor safely from the sea

I’ll wear your colors til you come back home to me

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Train of thought: England goes to war again and John is called to serve. Sherlock, never knowing how to show his emotions, hides any signs of sadness over John’s imminent departure. He denies all feelings of loneliness, longing, etc. until John leaves. Then, in the privacy of his now empty rooms, Sherlock begins to mope. He eventually develops an attachment to everything that John used to wear and even starts to wear John’s jumpers because it brings him a curious sense of comfort. When John returns, he is greeted with a Sherlock dressed in one of his old sweaters, looking quite awkward because John’s clothes are much too loose for Sherlock’s lanky body. But John says nothing because he understands. Sherlock has missed him.

 

(…just a silly doodle for a silly thought)

The Sherbit: Unexpectedly spirited ‘holme’


"Your name—I remember it now. Your name is Sherlock Holmes."


In which, Sherlock gets turned into Smaug and needs Hobbit!Watson to remember his real name to free both of them from the spell.


(My train of thought went something along the lines of: Smaug = dragon & dragon = Haku, Smaug = Cumberbatch & Cumberbatch = Sherlock, therefore Sherlock = Haku… yeeah I don’t think there’s anything I can’t crossover with Sherlock)

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And here’s little Mycroft floating down after them. He had a little too much cake.

Disclaimer: I totally traced the faces from Miyazaki’s Spirited Away (like you couldn’t tell…) but the hair and clothing alterations are my own.

So I was listening to the OSTs for the LotR trilogy and it got really depressing, really fast.

So all of a sudden my mind went from crack crossovers and hilarity to BOOM! Reichenbach angst.

Yeah.

Lord of the Sherlock.

In which Sherlock comes back as Cumbersmaug and traumatizes Hobbit!Freeman (the Rogaine didn’t help). Smaug Holmes then returns to the Lonely Mountains with an injured tail and broken heart, but instead of forgiving Bilbo Watson, he nurses his grief into hatred and quadruple chins. He begins to pillage towns and amass riches to fill the growing emptiness in his heart. When Bilbo Watson finds Smaug Holmes again, it is too late. Buried in a thousand chins, raving maniacally to himself about “not having any friends,” Smaug Holmes can no longer be saved. Bilbo Watson is forced to slay Smaug Holmes and for the rest of his abnormally long hobbit days, he can never forgive himself.

(Lol what is wrong with me?? I’m on a crack art high or something. This was supposed to be somewhat serious at first then I got to panel 4 and it all went out the window. I CAN’T SHIP THIS WITH A STRAIGHT FACE DAMMIT!)

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